As the saying goes, a penny can trip up a hero.
Money is a man's courage; with money, he's a man; without it, a man struggles.
Yuan Zhaodi listened to Mrs. Xiao Li's rebuttal and fell silent.
Those semi-cultivated lands are registered as lower-class fields, not newly opened wasteland, and thus require no land tax for three years.
"Didn't we get some silver when the family divided?"
"And, Jiaojiao has always had good luck. Maybe in a couple of days, something else will come up!"
After a long silence, Yuan Zhaodi spoke somewhat hesitantly.
Mrs. Xiao Li snorted, saying, "Then we'll talk when there's something extra!"
"Also, I'm pregnant again!"
"What?!"
Yuan Zhaodi was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Mrs. Xiao Li's belly.
Seeing Yuan Zhaodi's expression, Mrs. Xiao Li snorted again, saying, "By spring, my belly will be showing, and I won't be able to help much with the fieldwork. How will we manage then?"
